Sad voices they're calling Our precious girl she can't be gone How bitter this morning When daddy's darling Went out and started her day Wasn't there a dream, last night Like a spring never ending Still the water runs clear through my mind On the field I can see a fiddler The fiddler on the green And a sad boy I took him too early Would you mind Would you mind Would you mind If I take you To be with you To be with you To be with you To be with you The sun seemed bright The air was clear The air was clear A trick of light Turned red into green She saw the light Her face was pale Her body smashed Her beauty's gone Isn't it a shame The reaper said He is quite alone here And still waiting for you Oh I really did fail for the first time Spoke the fiddler, poor old fiddler The fiddler on the green The fiddler on the green It would be nice... Take my hand Just hold my hand I'll take you there Your pain will go away
